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Feb 2014
I am a flower.
Dying, slowly.
The sadness inside me has more power than I do.
You are a flower.
But you have weeds around you.
The evil in you shows.
Even though you have evil in you,
      I still love you.
Cheyenne
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Cheyenne  PHX, AZ
(PHX, AZ)   
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   Tana Young
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